Soft winds drum a rhythm
while dreams
like leaves,
are blown about,
still and silent memories
and shadows
are dancing hauntingly
on walls
~*~
No trace
of tears that
used to run,
but if you listen
you will hear
a broken heart
~*~
You are there
waiting
for a man to find you,
or a woman
to come your way,
but no one opens
that door you left ajar,
inviting…
~*~
You live in memories
on lonely nights,
longing
for a loving touch…
And yet there is a song,
through wind and
waves it comes,
on paths of longing
silent dreams
to be eternal
as the stars